finding the yellow umbrella

Sometimes, I get emotional, without understanding the reason or the cause of it. And sometimes, it feels "painful", for lack of word, just knowing that one of your favorite TV series will end. I know, it's silly. But I guess my lack of attachment (rather, expression) to other people is, ironically, my excessive attachment to inanimate things, like a TV show.

I am one who really abhor spoilers. I don't even want to know how people assess the latest films, even without mentioning details. A simple, "maganda yung movie", irritates me. I want to watch every film, every show, without any expectation.

And now, I learned, through the Internet, that the next season of How I Met Your Mother (a descendant of the great Friends), will be its ninth and final season. Since 2005, the series has been showing and giving me laughs. It's almost a decade of story-telling and finding the one true love. Heck, Barney's ridiculous stories, and codes, even how to buy gold bars, and ultimately, get into a girl's pants, are never tiring. Even Robin's love life. Even Lily and Marshall's unique, made-in-heaven, relationship.

I still remember still watching everyday, even on finals week, just to catch up. I can't get enough of it. And now, it's about to end.

I still remember times when I muse about how much I love Ted Mosby, or rather, how much I want to be with someone like him. That hopeless romantic, intelligent, Star Wars geek guy, with attractive puppy eyes. I hope I get to be the girl with the yellow umbrella. He should be the ideal man. (Although I am also overly attracted to that selfish, rugged, love-stricken Damon Salvatorre, who happens to be very handsome, and very romantic in a peculiar kind of way.)

I am gonna miss How I Met when it's gone. I miss it now.



(Sadly, Dexter will also be on its last season.)

Guitar mom

Like all mother-daughter relationships, we have our shares of misunderstandings and fights, from light to serious ones. Neither one backs down. I guess I got that stubbornness from you (or for having the same zodiac). It is a welcome change that, today, we have tamed down... And now, there are more understanding, giving, and laughing... And eating out!

Mommy, we have been through tough times. And there are times when you have shown your moment of weakness, but in my heart, I know that it would be just temporary. Because you are strong. And stubborn. And I got those from you.

By the way, I am so proud that you can play the guitar, and that I can't. It's your thing, and I love it!

(But can you teach me some time? I'll get an appliance lift, and move over my piano. I never loved it anyway. Guitar is cooler!)

mirroring

There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must have felt what it is to die, Morrel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of living.

- Excerpt from The Count of Monte of Cristo

And indeed, comparison is a huge word. People compare on every thing.  Is my dress fancier than yours?  Does my la flor dominicana taste finer than that of the new guy in Americana? Or have I been left behind or have moved forward? Nothing wrong with comparing, only if it will not drive you despair. The better question is, what will I do with what I have?

shipwreck

“Well, my dear father, in the shipwreck of life—for life is an eternal shipwreck of our hopes—I cast into the sea my useless encumbrance, that is all, and I remain with my own will, disposed to live perfectly alone, and consequently perfectly free.”

Excerpt from Alexandre Dumas Père. “The Count of Monte Cristo.”

missing blogging II

(a guest post from eks)

Just like Mordsith, I miss blogging about things that are really close to my heart. I stopped writing posts lately because of sudden increase in workload (not complaining! hehehe). There was a time when writing posts are as easy as checking and sending e-mails to friends and colleagues. That was the time when I just needed to hold my phone, type my post in an e-mail platform, and send the article to my blog.

Lately, however, I only write blogs when I need to, not want to (that's why you sometimes see me writing about Whitecraft wicker patio furniture from homeandpatiodecorcenter.com or about other things you really have no idea about). Well, that's life. Hopefully I'd be able to write better article soon!

missing blogging I

It's been quite some time since I last wrote a movie review. Or at least a movie experience. Due to a busy schedule and "kumikitang kabuhayan needs", I tend to write posts on how to speed up XP PCs, how to find the perfect vitamins, and so many other good topics. I would still be busy these coming days (bar review) but I will try to write articles really close to my heart – movies, books, my cousins and pamangkins, and hopefully, a vacation. 

I watched Iron Man a few days ago, maybe I'll write about it soon. Or maybe about a long-overdue vacation or out-of-town trip. Let's see soon.

re-examining life… not.

Mordsith had this post a while back where she discussed what she usually writes about. Truth is, she can write about anything at all when she wants to and when needed – from post about trade printing (akalain mo?) to what is life. I admire how she writes, among other things.  Anyway, below is the post I was talking about:

When I first started blogging, I thought a lot about what to post before I post it. It also entailed a lot of rereading, revisions, and consultations. My first posts were about my favorite book and unforgettable movies. I wrote about pseudo-philosophical thoughts and nationalistic tendencies. Then there came a time when I wrote just about anything, things that, looking back, even I won't be interested in reading. Heck, I even wrote about bead storage, Johari window, and lucky numbers.

Nevertheless, I realized it has been more than 3 years since I started blogging. I've started as eager, then I became lazy, lonely, happy, personal, and distant. I've been so many things in this blog. One thing's for sure, though: all of them are me.

My favorite topic is my thoughts on things. It's probably because there are not that many (exciting) things happening in my life, except for law school and our family's fight against my mom's cancer. Well, I thought of sharing about my love life, especially that period when I was so heart broken after a breakup (which I successfully kept from friends and family for a year or 2! top that!) and not talking to people about it. But I did not do it. Apparently, even online, I don't wanna talk about it. haha. And of course, through the depressing months when we first learned of mom's cancer, well, it was only here that I pour my emotions. And I didn't even tell mom, up to now, how sad I was then.

But mostly, I can talk about life. I like talking about it—analyzing, reanalyzing, and sometimes, even concluding. It's such a complicated thing: infinite angles and various dimensions. It's evolving, or probably just reflecting my own state of mind, just as this blog probably is doing.

And the good thing about life is, I can never really fully understand it. =)

–  what am i talking about? by Mordsith

A guest post.

Eks